I’ve been working on an article for Table Magazine these past few weeks. Once I get in writing mode, it’s hard for me to concentrate on much else. I turn the words over in my brain, carry a notebook at all times for new ideas. I’ve been known to stare off into space as Jeff talks to me as again, I rewrite paragraphs in my head. I pretty much drive everyone around me crazy.

hotel parking lot. notice the tiny airplane coming out of his head.

I remind myself that life goes on – there is my full time job, family to visit, husband to love. I pull myself out of the trance by watching movies (Dead Snow = awesome; Zombieland, blech.), taking photos, reading and interacting with the outside world.

hallway

ghostly husband

Yesterday, Jeff and I went to my cousin Tony’s wedding. He’s in the military and leaving for Afghanistan soon. He and his new wife put together the affair in about a month and did a beautiful job. And now that I’m married, I get all mushy when I see two people making this commitment, knowing the important journey they are about to take together.